WRIST by 954mari Lyrics
[Hook]
Killamari deadly with the shit
Tummy tuck its blood up on my fit
Run up on me bodies finna flip
Ain't nobody fucking with the kid
[Verse 1]
Do the face
Shawty gimme face
Hit it from back the like bass
Ain't no way
Slap like 808s
That's a fatal case
Get out the way
Fuck nigga out my way
Lil bitch can't take my place
Like anyways
I just broke the bank
Backdoor with the pack and the stain
MK on my fit
Flexing with checks
I pop a band like a zit
Mosh in the pit
Bitty too fucking lit
Im finna die off a lick
Bitch run that shit
Beyblade let it rip
We leave you bloody lil bitch
Run it lil bitch
We know you stunting lil bitch
Ain't nothing funny lil bitch
Walking lick
Flexing in some joggers
Run up on me quick
What it do
Ayo what's the move
Drop top in the coupe like
Hold up dude
You not with the crew
You sweet like juicyfruit
Flexing like ouu
Winning like winnie the pooh
Hot like Carribean food
Like run it back
Lil mari popping
His pockets get fat
Probably cash
Problem with that
If hating take your ass to the back
Cause you probably wack
I'm a Broward gook
Brought up by books
Leaving the whole game shook
Get your main bitch took
Make these thotties look
Hot with the pot like cooks
[Hook]
Wrist flick
Ice up on my wrist
Drop top in the whip
[Verse 2]
(Stutter)
Did the dash
I'm moving fast
I want the cash
Putting the stacks
In my jansport bag
Then I run the check
Make it back
Moving on the low
Never fold
I can't love these hoes
Hold up wait
Get the fuck off my wave
You trying to steal my flow
Get it for sure
I had to get and switch it up
Cause these rappers
Tried to pick it up
Party I live it up
Bitches I'm picking up
Slide to the back
And lil shawty said hit me up
[Hook]
Wrist flick
Ice up on my wrist
Drop top in the whip
Killamari deadly with the shit
Tummy tuck its blood up on my fit
Run up on me bodies finna flip
Ain't nobody fucking with the kid
[Verse 1]
Do the face
Shawty gimme face
Hit it from back the like bass
Ain't no way
Slap like 808s
That's a fatal case
Get out the way
Fuck nigga out my way
Lil bitch can't take my place
Like anyways
I just broke the bank
Backdoor with the pack and the stain
MK on my fit
Flexing with checks
I pop a band like a zit
Mosh in the pit
Bitty too fucking lit
Im finna die off a lick
Bitch run that shit
Beyblade let it rip
We leave you bloody lil bitch
Run it lil bitch
We know you stunting lil bitch
Ain't nothing funny lil bitch
Walking lick
Flexing in some joggers
Run up on me quick
What it do
Ayo what's the move
Drop top in the coupe like
Hold up dude
You not with the crew
You sweet like juicyfruit
Flexing like ouu
Winning like winnie the pooh
Hot like Carribean food
Like run it back
Lil mari popping
His pockets get fat
Probably cash
Problem with that
If hating take your ass to the back
Cause you probably wack
I'm a Broward gook
Brought up by books
Leaving the whole game shook
Get your main bitch took
Make these thotties look
Hot with the pot like cooks
[Hook]
Wrist flick
Ice up on my wrist
Drop top in the whip
[Verse 2]
(Stutter)
Did the dash
I'm moving fast
I want the cash
Putting the stacks
In my jansport bag
Then I run the check
Make it back
Moving on the low
Never fold
I can't love these hoes
Hold up wait
Get the fuck off my wave
You trying to steal my flow
Get it for sure
I had to get and switch it up
Cause these rappers
Tried to pick it up
Party I live it up
Bitches I'm picking up
Slide to the back
And lil shawty said hit me up
[Hook]
Wrist flick
Ice up on my wrist
Drop top in the whip